I walked next to her, actually knowing how much she hated to talk about her parents, but it was the only chance. I rested my hand on the small of her back for a few seconds while I said "You'll be fine."

I had been standing nearby, but was quiet. The social worker looked at Thomas and Katrina."I think with that information you have a real chance being adopted without your father signing the papers. We can take you from his home and go the way a girl living in an orphanage would go." she said more to Katrina than to Thomas.